Instru 1
Bout to shut down the future festival
And my future see a lot of decimals
Show you coward suckers what the tech'll do
Leave 'em stiff, leave them frozen like a vegetable
Westwood whats really good in the hood my dude?
And I've got the drop top you see me driving through
I get them chopped and screwed I got the livest crew
I'm doin numbers every summer man I got to do
Pots and pans when I do my dance see my pants they come from France
Bitches wanna go on dates, if they broke they ain't got no chance
Tell her I need Goyard bags, tell her I got all that swag
If you wanna date me, bitch, better take me
To Chow's or Phillipe's, bitch you seen my peops
A-S-A-P bitch we deep up in these streets
Pretty nigga gold teeth and I roll too deep
If you want it with my niggas with the reaper you will meet
Huh, sleep up in that dirt nigga, leave 'em in the hearse
Pretty nigga long shirts they say we wearin skirts
50 for a verse I tell you it might hurt if a nigga on my turf
Talkin records gettin murked
And I swear im in the charger, fuck that we in the Lam
Crazy ass nigga somethin' like the son of sam
Goddamn I'm the man in my kicks from Japan
Brother man fifth low, and I do the disco
Bout to shut down the future festival
And my future see a lot of decimals
Show you coward suckers what the tech'll do
Leave 'em stiff, leave them frozen like a vegetable
Westwood whats really good in the hood my dude?
And I've got the drop top you see me driving through
I get them chopped and screwed I got the livest crew
I'm doin numbers every summer man I got to do
Pots and pans when I do my dance see my pants they come from France
Bitches wanna go on dates, if they broke they ain't got no chance
Tell her I need Goyard bags, tell her I got all that swag
If you wanna date me, bitch, better take me
To Chow's or Phillipe's, bitch you seen my peops
A-S-A-P bitch we deep up in these streets
Pretty nigga gold teeth and I roll too deep
If you want it with my niggas with the reaper you will meet
Huh, sleep up in that dirt nigga, leave 'em in the hearse
Pretty nigga long shirts they say we wearin skirts
50 for a verse I tell you it might hurt if a nigga on my turf
Talkin records gettin murked
And I swear im in the charger, fuck that we in the Lam
Crazy ass nigga somethin' like the son of sam
Goddamn I'm the man in my kicks from Japan
Brother man fifth low, and I do the disco
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